Miranda likes to sing, and whenever she begins, her husband heads
outside.
Hurt and a little dejected, she asked him, "Don't you like my singing?"
"Of course, Dear," he replied. "I just want to make sure the neighbors know I'm not beating you."
Hurt and a little dejected, she asked him, "Don't you like my singing?"
"Of course, Dear," he replied. "I just want to make sure the neighbors know I'm not beating you."
In Napoli where love is king
When boy meets girl here’s what they say
When the moon hits your eye
Like a big pizza pie that’s amore
When the world seems to shine
Like you’ve had too much wine that’s amore
Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you’ll sing, “Vita bella”
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool
Just like a pasta fazool that’s amore
When you dance down the street
With a cloud at your feet you’re in love
When you walk in a dream
But you know you’re not dreaming signore
Scuzza me, but you see
Back in old Napoli that’s amore.
When boy meets girl here’s what they say
When the moon hits your eye
Like a big pizza pie that’s amore
When the world seems to shine
Like you’ve had too much wine that’s amore
Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you’ll sing, “Vita bella”
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool
Just like a pasta fazool that’s amore
When you dance down the street
With a cloud at your feet you’re in love
When you walk in a dream
But you know you’re not dreaming signore
Scuzza me, but you see
Back in old Napoli that’s amore.
Every time I go to
pick up my daughter from her home in Shoreham/Wading River, I have to sing in
the car to her. This makes her giggling and happy for the duration of the ride.
I try to sing happy songs so that she doesn’t get into a funk because her old
man is singing!
That’s Amore is her
favorite along with Eh, Cumpare, her all-time favorite because I have to go
through the list of instruments in the correct order.
The problem is my
fellow drivers; as they watch me as they pass by, my singing with my hands and
making gestures for Ellen’s amusement. The really annoying ones stay with me
mile for mile, as they call the attention of their rotten kids to watch the
crazy old man do his thing. My daughter just claps her hands and wildly swings
her hands and arms to my cackling.
Stopping for a light
will bring on a rush of embarrassment and I have to stare straight ahead, like
I don’t know or care that someone is staring at me, because I have to belt it
out once we start moving. If it makes my little girl happy, then I don’t really
care enough to stop.
But if I stop, then
there is a disappointment showing on her sweet face as I gaze into the
rear-view mirror, as she waits for me to start up once again in the true
Daddy-Daughter tradition of a song I used to sing to her, even as a little
girl.
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